The Illustrated Stratford Shakespeare [antikvár]

THE TEMPEST. DRAMATIS PERSONS. Alonso, King of Naples. Sebastian, hia Brother. Pkospero, the right Duke of Milan. Antonio, his Brother^ the usurping Duke of Milan. Ferdinand, Son to the King of^Naples. Gonzalo, an honest old Counsellor, Adrian. ) r^^ Francisco, ; câliban, a savage and deformed Slave. Trinculo, a Jester. Stepuano, a drunken Butler. Master of a Ship, Boatswain^ Mariners. Miranda, Daughter to Prospero. Ariel, an airy Spirit. Ihis, \ Ceres, Juno, >• Spirits. Nymphs, Reapers, ) Other Spirits attendinjg on Prospero. SCENE—Th^ Sea, with a Ship; afterwards an Island. ACT I. Scene I.—On a Ship at Sea. A tempestuous noise of Thunder and Lightning hcardL Enter a Ship-MasUr and a Boatswain, severally. Master. OATSWAIN ! Boats. Here, master : what cheer? Mast. Good, speak to the mariners : fall to *t yarely, or we run ourselves aground : bestir, bestir. {E^it. Enter Mariners. Boats. Heigh, my hearts ! cheerly, cheerly, my hearts! yare, yare. Take m the topsail ; tend to the master's whistle. —Blow, till thou burst thy wind, if room enough ! 10 Enter Alonso. Sebastian, Antonio, Ferdinand, Gonzalo, and others. Alon. Good boatswain, have care. Where's the raster ? Play the men. Boats. I pray now, keep below. Ant. Where is the master, boson ? Boats. Do you not hear him ? yon mar our labour. Keep your cabins ; you do assist the storm. Gpn. Nav, good, be patient. Boats. When the sea is. Hence ! What care these ittarers for the name of king ? To cabin : silence ! uouble us not. 20 Qon. Good, yet remember whom thou hast aboard. Boats. None that I more love than myself. You are a counsellor : if you can command these elements to silence, and work the peace of the présent, we will not hand a rope more ; use your authority : if you cannot, give thanks you have lived so long, and make yourself ready in your cabin for the mischance of the hour, if it so nap.—Cheerly. eood hearts !—Out of our I Bay. {Exit. Oon. I have great comfort from this fellow: me-tninks. he hath no drowning mark upon him ; his ^mçlexion is perfect gallows. Stand fast, good fate, to his hanging! make the rope of his destiny our cable, for our own doth little advantage ! If he be lu>t bom to be hanged, our case is miserable. [Exeunt, Re-enter Boatswain. Boats. Down with the topmast: yare; lower, lower. Bring her to try with main-course. [A cry within.} A plague upon this howling! they are louder than the weather, or our office.— Re-enter Sebastian, Antonio, and Gonzalo. Yet again! what do you here? Shall we grive o'er, and drown ? Have you a mind to sink ? 41 Seb. A pox o' your throat, you bawling, blasphemous, mcharitable dog! Boats. Work you, then. Ant. Hang, cur. hang! you whoreson, insolent noise-maker, we are less afraid to be drowned than thou art. Gon. I'll warrant him for drowning, though the ship were no stronger than a nutshell, and as leaky as an unstanched wench. M Boats. Lay her a-hold, a-hold! Set her two courses: off to sea again; lay her oif. Enter Mariners, wet. Mar. All lost! to prayers, to prayers! all lost! [Eixeunt. Boats. What, must our mouths be cold ? Gon. The king and prince at prayers! let's assist them. For our case is as theirs. Seb. I am out of patience. Ant. We are merely cheated of our lives by drunkards.— This wide-chopp'd rascal,—'would, thou might st lie drowning. The washing of ten tides! Oon. Hell be hang'd yet, Though every drop of water swear against it, 60 And gape at wid'st to glut him. [A confused noise within.\ Mercy on us!—We split, we split!—Farewell, my wife and children!—Farewell, brother !—We split, we split, we split !— A nt. Let's all sink wi' the king. [Exit. Seb. Let's take leave of him. [Exit